Red Rebels Book Novels & Stories

I snatched it, then stared blankly at the words she had written—notes about rogue safehouses, council meetings, and plans for resistance. “They did work together.” Steph’s whisper sent a violent shiver down my spine. Each clutching our family member’s words, we searched the clutter on the table until the message was abundantly clear. Elaine Rogers and Maren Channer were rebels for a rogue rebellion. I stared at Steph. “Was your mom a rogue?” “No—I mean, no.” Steph’s eyes searched mine frantically. “I don’t know. I—I don’t know if—how—”

“They said they’d teach her how to throw knives. I said no. They said they’d teach her how to hit wolves with rocks. I also said no.” Ronan snorted. Sophie, sitting beside Xavier, nearly choked on her drink, laughing. Alpha Merek arrived with Samuel and Abel, the three of them immediately shifting the conversation. Abel leaned over the table. “Rebel movements near the eastern cliffs. The Crimson Rogue is gaining notoriety.” Xavier’s expression hardened. “Do we know who she is?” Abel shrugged. “Whoever she is, she’s spilling blood and getting attention.” “Not good attention,” Samuel muttered.

He tugged me so that I was sitting upright on my knees, and he mimicked my position in front of me. I was so embarrassed about having him see me cry. I shut my eyes tightly because I couldn't look him in the face. “Pops — I just need to be alone,” I sobbed. He held my face in his hands, and he brought his forehead to mine. “You listen to me, son, and you listen to me good. Crying doesn't mean a man is weak, it just shows that he has a heart. It is OK to feel helpless sometimes, you're only human, son. Pebbles is the strongest woman I've ever met. She has endured so much torture and abuse, yet she has a heart of gold. She's a survivor, son, and she will survive her nightmares too.”

"You're quite popular around here, you know." I scoffed. "The only place my fame blooms in, is Greenville and it's for a bad cause." I answered dryly. "Greenville might know you as the son of a traitor but outside Greenville, you're known as The Rebellious Alpha." He replied and immediately some of his friends looked back at us. "I'm no Alpha, Gabriel." "Well you are, you do have Alpha blood running through your veins and of course, you're the only man who challenged Alpha Jason's position." Gabriel explained. "So technically, you're the rebellious Alpha."

Maggie was holding me tight, her expression terrifyingly dark. Her arm had caught some of the spray when she grabbed me. The sleeve of her blazer was already burned through in several places, the fabric edged in black. "You're hurt!" I took her hand, my chest aching, but she shook her head. Her eyes never left Corbin. "I'm fine." Her voice could have frozen the room. "Him, on the other hand…" The officers had Corbin pinned to the ground. He thrashed and writhed, glaring at me with pure venom. "Gage! Don't think you've won! Senna won't stop until you're finished!"

She hasn't had any contact with anyone in the SS since she left, knowing it would have just made 'Moving On' harder, but one evening, she receives an email… from Jemma, begging her to return to PTV and help her and the girls get their outlaws out of Prison. Will Harley help them out and prove she IS a member of the family after all or is the outlaw biker lifestyle just not for her? ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- WARNING for this book; It will contain triggering subjects such as sexual assault/rape and violence. This book WON'T be ''glorifying'' rape, however it is a big subject in the character background. If any of those issues are t

couldn't help himself. He had intervened, his claws shredding through flesh until he was head-to-toe in blood. Joy had simply sat nearby, watching the spectacle with detached interest. That act of "mercy" had sparked a brutal feud between the Blood Moon Pack and the Rogue Alpha. “The female is one of our members," Menlo had hissed back then. "What we do with her is our cup of tea, not yours!” That single event had started a total war; half of the rogue pack nearly survived until Menlo accepted defeat and bound a blood deal for his twins to stop trespassing in his territory, which Cain accepted.

It was a call to rise. “Soon,” she whispered to the empty room. The word didn't sound like the whisper of a slave. It sounded like the click of a lock being turned. It sounded like the first crack in a dam. Rebel turned away from the window and found her pallet in the corner of the room. She lay down, the thin blanket offering little warmth, but she didn't care. She was on fire from the inside out. As she drifted into a restless sleep, she didn't dream of being saved. She didn't dream of a prince or a hero.

Even a broken man who is trying to live, the striveness itself defines he can be a hero. The stranger with a crushed broken heart turned into my lifeline and made him into the man he is today. The affect is dragging a sinner from the pits of hell and raising him into my heaven, allowing him Redemption and freedom from the demons of his past. He is the hero, he is the deserved hero, and this is Mr. Alexander Hamilton's REDEMPTION. THE END ******

Reinhard was only one in a thousand people (especially men) who could survive after years of living like that under the feet of the vampires. The reason why most of the male humans who have survived until now are more in the werewolf territory than in the vampire dominion is, the werewolves do seem to be on the side of humans, different from vampires who only consider humans as nothing more than 'cattle'. Reinhard is the second member after Alexis to be recruited by Damien into the rebel army. In contrast to Alexis who begged to join the rebel army led by Damien to take revenge on the vampires, Reinhard joined because of his admiration for Damien. Although it does not close the fact that Rei